Excellent composition of cleaners 1 It is a social practice for teachers to assign a composition every semester, which breaks my brain. What have I experienced? I thought about it and decided to go to my mother's place to experience their cleaning aunt.
After lunch at noon, I set off for the first book, where my mother works. Walking into the community, I saw that the cleaning aunts were busy, some were cleaning public areas, some were cleaning windows, and some were mopping the hall. One aunt had the hardest time packing the domestic garbage left by the owners in the garbage truck, and a stench came to my face, making people unable to breathe. I have some regrets.
So I took a rag borrowed from my mother and wiped the words "customer service center", and suddenly these words lit up. Then I swept the garbage on the ground into the dustpan with a broom, and the ground became clean in a moment. Finally, the tea table and glass door were wiped with a rag. In a short time, the whole office became spotless.
After a while, I happily ran to tell my mother that I had finished it. My mother asked me to go to the community to pick up the garbage on the ground. I went to the community with a garbage bag. Because my aunt has cleaned it once in the morning, there is not much garbage in the community. I picked up the milk cartons left by the children and put them in plastic bags. Even with such a simple job, I deeply realized the hard work of the cleaner.
Aunt cleaners are not afraid of the biting cold wind in winter or the unbearable high temperature in summer. People who are enjoying a beautiful environment will not cherish the fruits of their labor and throw fruits and scraps of paper on the ground.
This experience made me know the hard work of cleaners, and I will definitely stop littering!
Excellent composition of cleaner 2 What is the most beautiful? Some people may say it's the rosy clouds in the evening, the blooming flowers in the garden and their favorite toys, but I would say it's the beautician in the city-the cleaner who is the most beautiful.
Sometimes I wake up in the early morning and can hear the sound of sweeping the floor. I know it's another busy day for the cleaners. Yes, while people were still asleep, the cleaner set off in a three-wheeled garbage truck. They picked up piles of garbage and dragged a car full of garbage on the road.
Cleaners are very hard. They are doing the dirtiest and most tiring work. Some cleaners in scenic spots even have to hang themselves halfway up the mountain with ropes to pick up garbage. Their wages are low, but they don't seem to be tired of their jobs. They silently contribute to the local and national clean and environmental protection work.
Cleaners are the most beautiful, because they put on new clothes in front of the shop, because they put on white and beautiful coats on dirty roads, because they bring beauty to the world!
In this new year, the cleaners are very busy and have no time to go home. When we are enjoying the happy New Year, they are still riding tricycles and driving slowly in every corner of the city.
Cleaners sometimes pull some rubbish, which is as heavy as you can imagine. We throw rubbish everywhere. If we make less rubbish, the cleaners can have a holiday.
Let's respect the cleaners and this group of urban beauticians because they are the most beautiful people.
The excellent composition of the cleaner 3 "Hua, Hua ..." This rainstorm is like a song without words, oh! It is another noon with heavy rain. Gradually, I remembered that day, that noon, that street, that person. ...
It was raining cats and dogs at noon that day. I went to the hospital to deliver meals to my sister at work. After I gave the food to my sister, I slipped out. I hold up my umbrella, put on my rain boots, and step on the water everywhere to play. Suddenly, I saw a group of people. Judging from their clothes, they should be a group of cleaners. Out of curiosity, I approached. It turned out that they were cleaning up psoriasis in the city. I saw that they took out the mop they had already prepared, soaked the small advertisement with water, and tore it up bit by bit with the tool of tearing the advertisement. Time goes by, I should go home, or my mother will nag again, but my feet won't listen to me, and I won't go, because I saw this touching scene.
A 40-to 50-year-old aunt cleaner was thoughtful on a piece of paper. Take a closer look. I was looking for you. Judging from the expression on my aunt's face, it is estimated that she must be very entangled in her heart. If it is torn, there will be less chance for the ten-year-old runaway girl to be found, but if it is not torn, her already modest salary will be deducted. She has been staring at this for a long time looking for you. Finally, she has made a decision.
She left there, but the search for you is still there.
"sasha vujacic, sasha vujacic ..." The rain gradually subsided, and a cool breeze pulled me back from my thoughts, as if a warm current had flowed into my heart. ...
Everyone said, "Thirty-six lines, each line will win the championship." The industry I respect most is either great or clean. Cleaners can make our life better and cleaner. He gets up early every day and works in the dark, which is very hard.
I didn't think so before, but the facts taught me.
I went to my classmate's house as a guest, and my classmate kindly entertained me and let me eat more candy and melon seeds. I sat on the sofa. I sat by the window eating melon seeds and candy, reading while eating, and throwing my shell out of the window. In less than half an hour, I ate all my classmates' melon seeds and sweets.
Later, I watched TV with my classmates. Looking at it, I heard the sound of "rustling sand". I think those nasty cleaners are sweeping the floor again. So, I looked at the window. At this moment, I saw the cleaner taking pains to clean the floor of the window. He didn't clean it several times, but he didn't give up. He continued to sweep, sweeping the melon seeds out of the cracks in the bricks, even digging out the shells that could not be swept out by hand and tearing off the candy paper stuck to the ground. My face turned red because I knew I had caused trouble to the cleaner. It's really wrong for me to think for myself. If all people in the world were like me, what would the world be like? Isn't that a garbage world? Thanks to these cleaners, the world has become so clean and beautiful. I will definitely stop littering and respect the cleaners in the future.
How selfless and touching the cleaners are! Here, I want to remind you not to litter and shell, let the cleaners work less and rest more, make the motherland more prosperous and make the world better!
One day, when I came home from school, it was the scorching sun. I was sweating profusely, complaining about the bad weather, and bought an ice cream in a cold drink shop.
Just as I got home, I saw an old man sweeping the street. Why sweep the street in such hot weather? I thought to myself, so I went over and threw the ice cream box into the trash can. Grandpa raised his weather-beaten face and smiled and praised me: "Children really pay attention to hygiene!" " "
I smiled and saw grandpa wearing a broken hat, his clothes were dirty and smelly, his face was wrinkled, his hair was all white, and his feet were wearing outdated green plastic shoes covered with dust. His hands are rough, too, peeling here, swelling there, hard fingers and yellow nails.
At this moment, I could not help feeling sour when I saw the sweat as big as a bean flowing down grandpa's cheek to the ground. Grandpa is so old that it is difficult to sweep the street in the hot sun! He has a heavy broom in his hand and tools such as shovels in the garbage truck, all of which are rusty. Grandpa has worked so hard to make our city and our home more beautiful and clean, but some people still laugh at him and look down on him. What a pity!
With this in mind, I improvised a poem: the sun is shining in the sky, and there are few people in the sky. I saw a man sweeping the garbage.
Although the writing is not very good, it expresses my inner feelings. I hope everyone will stop looking down on the cleaners in the future. Although they are humble, our life is better because of them!
On a scorching summer day, the burning sun shone on the earth, and my mother and I hurried home to enjoy the coolness of the air-conditioned room. At this time, I saw an aunt cleaner working in the hot sun, sweating through the yellow vest and a lot of garbage, which gave off an unpleasant smell in the hot sun. Pedestrians covered their noses and hid far away, but the broom of the cleaner's aunt still made a "rustling" sound, and the road became clean. I admire this aunt cleaner, and I feel that the weather is not so hot. At this time, an uncle was eating grapes and threw the skins on the ground. He will throw the napkin on the ground after wiping his mouth. This is too uncivilized and disrespectful of the fruits of other people's labor. See the red scarf on my chest, yes! I am a young pioneer, so I went to pick up the grape skins and said softly, "Uncle, my mother often told me to protect the environment and respect the fruits of others' labor." Then I ran to the trash can and threw the grape skins in. As soon as I turned around, I saw my uncle throw the napkin into the trash can. Aunt cleaner gave me a favorable look! Grandpa passing by gave me a thumbs up, and my mother said, our parents are old, and my mother is proud of you! My heart is sweeter than eating honey, and I am extremely happy. I really realized that labor creates beauty and labor creates happiness!
In the school days, I think we students are the hardest. We get up so early every day, but we don't get up as early as they do. We see them busy every day. Who is the man who got up early in the morning, dressed in yellow, with a big broom and a garbage bag? Yes, they are the cleaners we are familiar with.
Cleaner, a small job, is indispensable. Some arrogant people always laugh at them, insult them and despise them when they meet cleaners. Although many people look down on the job of cleaner, it is an indispensable job. Cleaning workers get up in the early morning and sweep the streets with brooms before dawn. Under the scorching sun, they also cleaned squares, roads and parks with garbage bags. They paid so much and got so little salary. If there are no cleaners, can we still see clean, clean and spotless roads every day? Therefore, their efforts deserve our respect.
However, some people do not cherish the beautiful environment created by the cleaners. They litter, destroy the environment and have no respect for cleaners. We should stop this kind of behavior and be ashamed of these people's behavior.
I don't know how much sweat the cleaners used to get a clean and tidy road. Shouldn't we cherish it? Students, we have a happy and beautiful childhood. We should study hard and be noble people like cleaners in the future.
Cleaning is an ordinary and ordinary occupation, but there are greatness in ordinary life. Their spirit of silent dedication, courage to pay and not asking for anything in return is always worth learning.
On a hot summer day, the sun is scorching the earth, and the sweaty cleaner is holding a broom as a companion, with red and dirty hands and a broom. Sweeping the sidewalk in the scorching sun.
On a hot day, the crisp birdsong woke me up. I opened my sleepy eyes and looked out of the window inadvertently. There's no one outside ... no! A figure caught my eye. When I looked intently, it was him, a tall man, wearing an orange vest and faded green trousers covered with sewage and leaves. Next to him, a cleaning car is parked, which is full of leaves. Gradually, more and more people and garbage began to be "arrogant", and the cleaning workers were busy. The garbage is blown up by the wind, which seems to be ironic "Hey! Can't catch me! " But the cleaners don't think so. He bent down and threw the garbage into the cleaning car. He has been sweeping with his head buried and a broom, sweeping, sweeping, sweeping from one end to the other, with his back hidden in the crowd. He was so earnest and persistent that suddenly, a feeling of respect rose from my heart. Seeing a group of people coming, he quickly dodged and stopped the broom in his hand, but the group of people made the pile of leaves in a mess, but he didn't complain, and he still swept silently. "Xu Zhou, what are you watching?" Mother's urging voice came in my ear. I shouted "Oh" at a loss. After a few steps, looking at my back, I felt a warm feeling in my heart. ...
That morning, it was raining in Mao Mao, and I was walking home with an umbrella. A cleaner's aunt is cleaning up the garbage. I walked up to her and smelled a smell. I frowned and held my nose with my hand and said, stay away from me and don't get my clothes dirty. She looked up at me slightly and continued to tidy up without saying a word.
After a while, I went home and told my mother that the garbage was being cleaned outside. The cleaner is dirty and smelly. It smells terrible. My mother listened, frowning, and said to me very seriously, well, what can I say about you? How can you talk like that at a young age? It's hard to be criticized by my mother. I am your son. Isn't she a cleaner? What's the big deal? I threw a bag of garbage in the living room to the aunt cleaner in the rain, and went to bed without looking.
It is still raining. After a sleep, I got up and prepared to go out to play. I saw the aunt cleaner still cleaning up the garbage not far from home. The bag of garbage I threw out disappeared, and the door was much cleaner. I was really surprised and felt a sense of being respected. My heart is like knocking over a five-flavor bottle, and I feel guilty.
I really shouldn't insult her. She braved the wind and rain to clean up the garbage there, which brought us a clean living environment. I insulted her again and again, but she didn't complain at all. Although she is not an earth-shattering person, not a rich person, nor a person who is shocked by nature, but a simple person, she is the person I admire most.
Excellent composition of cleaner 10 praise you, cleaner. The cleaner is a person who can't be erased from my mind. Once, my mother asked me and my brother to see what time the cleaner got up. I finally got up at 5 o'clock, but I didn't expect the cleaner to get up. My brother and I said in surprise; The cleaner is amazing. He got up at 5 o'clock.
Praise you, cleaner. You are an indelible person in our hearts. You get up early every day, regardless of your children, they go to school by themselves. If your child is only a little over 3 years old, you will also leave him at home.
Praise your cleaner, you are the best person in my mind. In addition to cleaning every day, you clean every day, and you also take great pains to clean.
Praise your cleaner. I often hear and see cleaners. Cleaners work hard every day. Once, I was eating ice cream with relish. I threw ice cream bags everywhere and was seen by the cleaner. I said kindly, "Do you know, little friend? Littering is a disgraceful thing that pollutes the environment and discredits it. If everyone is unconscious like you, they will only be polluted in this country. " I didn't hear you, but I saw you put the ice cream bag in the dustbin and thought, I must learn from you, and I will stop others from throwing confetti. Pick it up by yourself and put it in the dustbin. The cleaner saw it and smiled at me. I feel happy.
Excellent composition of cleaner 1 1 Cleaner is a very humble job. In the eyes of some adults, cleaning is a very low-level job with low income. Even some parents with poor grades always threaten their children like this: "If you don't study hard, I'll let you sweep the streets when you graduate from junior high school. No, they are wrong. Cleaning is actually a job that contributes a lot to society.
Every day, the rooster is in the cage "whoa whoa whoa! When the sound of "meowing" sounded, the figure of cleaners had appeared in every corner of the city, and our family with good jobs was still sleeping in the warm bed. " Boo hoo "Three cars passed quickly on the road, causing a burst of dust. People will definitely walk away when they see it and don't want to smoke. However, cleaners have a sacred mission. He has the responsibility to clean the street environment. Pedestrians pass comfortably. He walked into the middle of the road without hesitation to clean up the dust left by the car. Time flies. In a blink of an eye, it was dawn. It's time for students to go to school and adults to go to work. The car is driving very fast on the road. Flying dust is nothing. The most terrible thing is the white garbage and wind thrown from the bus.
Ah! The job of a cleaner is so humble, but at the same time, it is so great to society and the roads are so clean. Cleaners have also contributed a lot, and they are worthy of being called "beauticians of the city". Their spirit of "leading an honest and clean city" is worth learning.
When people are relaxing, when people are having fun, when people are resting, a group of people are working silently. They are also human beings, but when others are relaxing and enjoying themselves, they are doing cleaning in obscurity. They are-cleaners.
Cleaners contribute to the cleanliness of the city every day. They have no holidays and no rest. They work day after day and year after year without being noticed. Opening the curtains and cleaning the road outside every morning are the fruits of their work, but they will not be noticed.
I remember one summer vacation, I went to my grandmother's house, and I was woken up by noisy voices every morning. I had nothing to do once or twice, and I got bored after a long time, so I decided to find out. I was awakened by the sound as usual that day. I didn't roll around in bed. I got up directly, put on my clothes and went downstairs to have a good look. It was still foggy and dark. I saw a group of cleaners working silently downstairs. They didn't talk or play. I just stood there silently watching their every move. I don't know when grandma & amp to me and said slowly, & ampldqu Now you know that the noise every morning comes from their tools, but they are working. The road cleaned every day is the crystallization of their work &; Rdqu My eyes are hazy, and then I don't feel bored when I hear this voice every morning, but I feel beautiful because I know it's their day's work.
Now, every day when I see a cleaner on the road, I always feel a layer of respect. They work hard in their posts every day for the sake of mankind and the cleanliness of this city, so we have deep respect for them.
There are many people I respect: traffic police, teachers, doctors ... but what I admire most is an uncle. Although we don't know each other, I know he is a cleaner.
He used to work in my neighborhood and cleaned the whole neighborhood every day. His work seems to go unnoticed. However, which place doesn't need cleaners? That uncle goes out to finish his "simple" work every day when there are still a few stars in the sky.
I remember it was a late autumn morning. I get up to drink water. Suddenly, the sound of "brush brush" came from downstairs. I thought to myself: what's that noise? Is someone sweeping the floor? Impossible, it's only after four o'clock! Let's go and have a look. I came to the balcony and looked down. Oh, it's that uncle. He has a cleaning tool in his left hand and a cart filled with garbage in his right hand. Because it rained in the middle of the night, the road was full of puddles and leaves. Uncle wore rain boots and swept the accumulated water in the whole community into the sewer and the fallen leaves into the cart. In the early morning, the community was as clean as before, as if nothing had happened last night. But this uncle is already exhausted and his face is sweaty.
I admire my uncle's spirit of not being afraid of dirt and suffering and being willing to give. Although his post is very ordinary, his post is also indispensable to everyone's life. His heart is beautiful, and his contribution is great!
He has an unremarkable face. He is like an invisible man who comes and goes without a trace, because not many people care about him. He is Grandpa Li, the sanitation worker in our community.
Although Grandpa Li has a lot of white hair, he will work for everyone in our community no matter how tired he is in cold winter or hot summer. From the first time I saw him, I thought: at this age, shouldn't I stay at home for the elderly? Why are you still working?
On a Saturday morning, I don't know why I got up early. That day, before dawn, I felt bored. I told my mother that I was going for a walk below, so I quickly changed my clothes, put on my running shoes and hurried downstairs. After going down, the first thing that caught my eye was not the refreshing sky, nor the trees, but the familiar figure of Grandpa Li. He noticed me quickly, too. I walked up to Grandpa Li in surprise and asked Grandpa, "Why do you get up so early?" Grandpa Li kindly replied, "I can't sleep when I am old." With that, he carefully swept the floor with his wrinkled rough hands. He swept carefully and never let go of a leaf. I think grandpa Li is so great for the first time. He is so diligent.
Grandpa Li is working hard for the environment of our community. I admire him very much!
There are many occupations in the world, and occupations in all walks of life are worthy of respect and admiration. What I admire most is the cleaner.
One morning, I got up early to exercise and thought, I must get up the earliest. I'm afraid no one is earlier than me. Suddenly, the voice of "wow-wow-"sounded in my ear, huh? who is it? I followed the sound, oh, it was a cleaning lady! The woman cleaner's cheeks are full of tears. It seems that she has been busy for some time. I asked my aunt, "Do you get up so early every day?" Aunt cleaner looked up at me with big clear eyes, naturally knotted hair and a clean hat. She is about 30 years old and has a simple smell. She said, "Yes, every day. If we don't clean it, it will get dirty. For everyone's health, we should have it. " "Oh, that must be very hard?" She said; "It's not difficult. Our jobs are nothing. You should study hard now. When you grow up, don't be the pillars of the motherland like us. " I was moved by her simple words. Their work is unknown. Don't they deserve our admiration for their work spirit of being not afraid of being dirty and tired?
She is a person worthy of my admiration.